[Momo may pull back, but Jiro certainly doesn't. ... Though she at least shifts so Momo can have both of her arms again.
And she seems to take a second thinking on that, before giving Momo a shrug.]

... I'm okay with anything. Order whatever you want.
Besides, you're the one without any food around here anyway, right?

[So clearly she's the one who should pick. Makes sense in Jiro's mind!]